Avery groaned as he bottomed out.
“Okay?” Linc said, running his tongue over Avery’s neck.
“Yeah.”
Linc pulled Avery’s thighs wide so his feet left the floor and he was mostly immobile. Avery cried out and arched against him, until his head rested on Linc’s shoulder.
“Still okay?” He was trembling. They hadn’t even started moving, and his orgasm was already tingling at the edges. Avery nodded vigorously and rocked against him with the little leverage he could manage. Linc held him close, planted his feet, and thrust up.
“Oh my God,” Avery said.
“Yeah?” Linc thrust again, moving fast, loving the way Avery’s body went limp against his, like this was the only thing he needed to sustain him. “You’re so perfect,” Linc said as he pumped into him. The heat between their bodies was electric.
“You’re so big. Oh God, you feel so good.”
“You do this to me.” Linc was working hard, breathing fast. His balls were tightening, and he was going to finish too soon. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. Your tight body. Your mouth. Everything about you was made for me.”
“Yes.” Avery moaned.
Linc ran a hand over Avery’s stomach, over the semi-dried come, then lower, to his erection, alive and kicking again. “You going to come again?”
“I don’t know if I ca—oh God.” He arched as Linc grasped him, jerking him quick and hard while his other arm held them tight together.
“You can. We can do this together. Come for me, Red. Make me—” He shouted and groaned as his own orgasm ripped out of him, spurting into the condom, buried as far into Avery’s body as he could get. He nearly lost his grip on Avery’s cock, but then, just as suddenly, Avery spasmed against him, mouth open on a wordless scream, and Linc’s fist was covered in new lines of white come.
They gasped and panted for a long time. Avery’s cock softened in Linc’s hand, the spunk cooled, and all they could manage were a few lazy kisses with Avery’s head twisted over his shoulder at an awkward angle.
“Holy shit,” Linc said eventually.
“Uh-huh.” Avery hissed, pulling himself up. As he stood, he was beautiful and obscene, like a filthy angel, back still to Linc, totally naked. He grasped one wrist over his head, tilting to the right until his spine popped. He repeated the gesture on the other left. Sweat glistened on his back, and lube shone from the inside of his thighs, making it officially the sexiest thing Linc had ever seen.
Avery turned, smile wide, spent cock drooping between his legs. His freckled stomach was smeared in come and Linc had the equal parts disgusting and desperate need to drop to his knees and lick it off. Instead, Avery trailed a hand through it like raunchy finger paint.
“Let’s take a shower,” he said, holding out his free hand.
Linc stretched out. “I’m pretty comfortable right here.”
Avery pouted. “But I might slip and fall. You know first aid. You have to come.”
“You’re not going to fall.” But Linc was. Falling so hard. He was probably even further gone than he knew. If Vasquez were here, she’d roll her eyes and tell him he was already fucked. Too late to be scared and back away.
“Linc?” Avery’s eyes were shaded with uncertainty.
He smiled fondly. No need to worry Avery. He was everything Linc hadn’t known he was looking for. Hadn’t let himself look for.
“Nothing,” he said with a smile. “I’ll keep you safe. Don’t worry.”
